The Runner: Rush
Leona remembers the dirt, the heat coming off the track, the sweat covering her body fly off as she sprints forward on all four. She remembers breathing rapidly, gasping for air as she pushes herself forward with each animalistic step. She remembers clashing with other competing greyhoundgirls on the turn, that gonna leave some marks. She remembers aiming at that damn red dildo with furry tail, or as the perverts who run this game call it the “Rabbit”. The stupid thing moves on the rail away from her and other girls as they run on all four chasing it. Bitches lustfully chasing a cock. What a degrading sight it must be, but she keeps pushing forward, lunging at it.
And before she knows it, she reaches the damn thing as it slow to a stop. Leona grabs it with her runner paw gloves. Instinctively try to bite it, but with the ring gag in her mouth, all she can do is aggressively slobbering over it. That’s when she heard the announcement, echoing throughout the stadium.
“1st place, Number 88, LEO!”
She has won.
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Hi y’all!
So… Leona’s BDay was supposed to be on 8.8… buuuuttt, I forgot! T T
So here’s a pic of her for the runner’s belated BDay! (Her first coloured pic, btw!)
I had a lot of fun drawing this one! I really liking doing moving/dynamic pic like this one. Hope I can do more^^
Let me know what you think!
Thank you so so very much for your supports!
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